How to become a literary, a luminary, to know and feel a sparkling flash of purpose and sense of self? In college, I dreamt of becoming a big city fish. In New York, I'm finding that everyone's a piranha.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Was that really necessary?

From Tech this morning, the following email:---------------------------------------INCIDENT CLOSED: TICKET 00000079

Call Description:K was unable to log into her computer.

Resolution:We reminded K that we changed her password yesterday, while we were on the phone with her.

Thank you for contacting the Help Desk.----------------------------------------

3 comments:

Ah, don't feel badly. A few weeks ago, I was out for a day and the passwords all got reset. Since I was gone, nobody bothered to tell me. And I show up for work earlier than anybody else, so was sitting around unable to do anything until somebody else finally showed up.

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Barely the definition of an adult, I'm trying to navigate through the city, the scenesters, the lackies, the lonely, and wondering if
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